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"Nolan said, '' Anyone that has come in in the last seven years we will find out soon. "Erza said, '' Well there a big time loop that never ends, I warning everyone not to come to the room'' Erza said ''I see. "Nolan said, Anyone that has come in in the last seven years we will find out soon. "Erza said, 'Erza got off the bed in left the room she went to the kitchen to make Nolan something to eat she made bacon and eggs with oatmeal and drink some tea then she hurries back to the room.

The mountain weevils had burrowed into the grain before the first hard freeze, and now we were eating their leftovers. In the original series chapters of Moonborn Fate, this was the part where the text would have fast-forwarded. The author would have written some lazy, sweeping transition like, "And so, a tense winter fell upon the Moon Fang," jumping straight to the grand spring rebellion where everyone looked gorgeous under the blooming cherry trees.

Hey guys, I apologize - I accidentally included some duplicate chapters in the last update. Sorry about that! I've fixed the issue in this version, so everything should flow correctly now. Thanks for your patience. ~J

I sat in a maintenance corridor for an hour with my back against the wall and my knees drawn up and my hands pressed flat over the place where the threads had erupted. No, I thought. Clean. Immediate. Total. Not because I was brave or smart or because I had some special knowledge that the other versions of me across whatever lives the threads implied hadn't possessed. But because something in the deepest part of whatever I was — older than this body, older than Verath Seven, older than anything I could name — recognized this moment. Recognized the specific quality of a detonation that announces the beginning of something that has always ended the same way. I had done this before.

When will Chloe be outsmarted? With Chloe's silence, Jucel decided to continue. She held up her right hand with her palm up, and bluish-green light swirled above it. A small book appeared floating just a few inches on top of her hand. Her free hand did a swipe across the book and it glowed brighter. They had to look away because of the blinding light coming from the book. When the light died down, they turned their gaze to Jucel hand only for their jaws to slightly slack open. The small book transformed into a large, thick book!

The screen remained dead, but the copper wire wrapped around the spacebar was still warm to the touch, vibrating with the residual current of the transmission. ​"The loop held," Julian whispered, a slow, fierce smile spreading across his face in the yellow torchlight. "The treatment hub accepted the packet. The seventh press is printing on the market manifests right now, Chiamaka. The city is officially infected." ​I turned the page of my notebook, my hand steady as I picked up the fragment of charcoal to write the opening line of Chapter 128. We were under the ground, hidden in the dirt, but our words were already rising into the light of the capital morning.

Ezra died and came back to life, died and came back to life, again, and again, and again. "This is the seventh loop I've been through, and I've come to a conclusion." *** The Great God sat on his majestic throne. In the vast room that felt empty and dark, he was alone, in silence. His cold eyes stared at the seven thin screens in front of him that displayed seven versions of the timeline he created. He stared coldly at them and furrowed his brows at the seventh screen. While the other six screens showed how chaos ensues, where the sky turns red, and the plains to the seas burn with fire, on the seventh screen, everything still looked so… peaceful.

Everyone desired the light and would try to chase the light in their lives. But Kisa felt she could not find any more light in her life. Suddenly, someone tall appeared not far away under the light. As if she had caught a lifeline, she desperately ran toward it. When she got closer, the person slowly turned around, and it turned out to be Gilbert. "You deserve to die, Kisa." He laughed coldly before thrusting a dagger viciously into her heart. "You deserve to stay in the darkness of hell forever."

And the loom exploded into light, soft, otherworldly light pouring out of the fine structure of the loom, filling the room with an unworldly brilliance. The tapestry glowed, the silver threads re-fashioning their patterns of destiny, not erasing the past, but moving the design into potential. There was a new strand that quivered, lighter in weight than the rest, quivering with hope, emanating power. “The Moon Fang.” Dorian's hand extended and closed around it, the palm curving against the icy smoothness of the relic. The room disappeared, the loom disappeared, the tapestry unweaving into nothing, not even a hint that it ever had existed. He stood once more before the Goddess, the moon fang c